Raiders of the Villainous Emperor[Transmigration Book]

"My Majesty, after King Lian left the capital, he went all the way south and entered Prince Zhong's Mansion."

"Lord Prince's Mansion?" Murong Qi looked stern, but when he heard this, there was a smile on his face, "The relationship between the two of them is really good."

The guard lowered his head, not knowing how to deal with this problem.

I also know that the "relationship is good" that Murong Qi said is definitely a sarcasm.

The former emperor had eight princes, and now only the seventh and eighth princes are completely safe, that is, the present King Zhong and King Lian, but now these two princes also have evil intentions, and I don't know why.

After the original assassination, they have been investigating the true identity of the murderer behind the scenes.

The capital is the territory of the royal family, so it is not difficult to find people with strange behaviors in the capital, but they never expected to find the head of Lian Wang Murong Xi.

If it was someone else, they could have been arrested on the spot when they were found out, but the person who was found out was Murong Xi, so it is naturally impossible for this matter to be just that.

After confirming King Lian's hiding place, they remained calm and pretended that they hadn't found any trace of King Lian. When King Lian left the capital, they sent people to follow closely and watched as King Lian swaggered into Prince Zhong's mansion.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates have also discovered Prince Ping's son in Prince Zhong's Mansion."

"Oh?" Murong Qi became interested, with a smile in his eyes, "Ping Wang's power is gone, what is he doing protecting Murong Xin?"

"This..." The guard was a little embarrassed, "The subordinates haven't found it yet."

Murong Qi was not annoyed, he just waved his hand casually: "Since that's the case, let's investigate again, I want to see what my brothers are going to do."

The guards were a little surprised: "Wang Zhong and Lian Wang are colluding, are you really not going to arrest him?"

"Catch what?" Murong Qi rested his chin with one hand, "Since they like to play, why should I spare them? It's really meaningless to just grab them like this now."

The guard was about to nod, but Murong Qi frowned to himself.

"No," Murong Qi shook his head, "This time we have to control them well."

"emperor?"

Murong Qi said with a cold face: "You go, pass on my order, I want to adopt the son of the royal family, as long as they are from the emperor's grandfather's line, they can be selected, and let those princes send people to Beijing."

"What does the emperor mean?" The guard was shocked.

Even though there had been rumors about adoption in Beijing before, there was no accurate conclusion.

Even so, there are still many princes who are ready to move, wanting to send their children to Murong Qi.

It's a pity that everyone knows Murong Qi's temper. No one can change what he promises, and what he doesn't agree to, if he forcefully joins in, he will only get disgusted. Therefore, even if the heart is moved, the princes can only hold down the desire in their hearts.

If the exact news comes out, I am afraid that those princes will go crazy.

Originally, those people were already princes, unless they plot against them, they would never have the chance to ascend the throne, but now Murong Qi personally ordered to agree to adopt him, once their children fall into Murong Qi's eyes, they can ascend the throne as emperor in a fair and just manner.

Compared with conspiracy to usurp the throne, the temptation to ascend the throne in an open and honest manner is greater.

Even King Zhong and Lian had a few children of the right age, and he knew that once the news came out, the two princes would be moved too.

"Go and call Prime Minister Zhang and ask him to help draw up the imperial decree. Sooner or later, the emperor will have an heir. It doesn't matter how many years earlier or later."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this subordinate is going to call Prime Minister Zhang."

There are two types of news in the palace, one can be spread out, and the other cannot be spread out.

And this time Murong Qi himself said that he would adopt him, so it can be passed on.

Therefore, even if the imperial decree has not been drafted, the spies of the kings who stayed in the capital got the news and immediately spread the news quickly.

Of course, the first to know the news were the princes and their sons who stayed in Beijing.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in Beijing became noisy.

Regardless of what they did, Murong Qi directly handed over the drafting of the imperial decree to Prime Minister Zhang, and then returned to Weiyang Palace.

The study in Weiyang Palace is now divided into two, one half is Murong Qi's study, and the other is Si Jin's study.

But these days, it is Si Jin's half of the study that is used more.

When Murong Qi went back, Si Jin sat behind the desk and wrote at his desk, maybe he was so absorbed that he didn't even notice Murong Qi came in.

Murong Qi has gotten used to Si Jin ignoring him these few days, so he walked straight behind him and looked down at what he wrote.

He didn't make a sound until Si Jin finished writing another sheet.

"I find that I can't understand what you wrote more and more now."

Hearing the sound, Si Jin put the writing brush in her hand on the inkstone, leaned back on the back of the chair, raised her hands and stretched.

Murong Qi grabbed his hand and pressed it lightly.

Si Jin turned around with a smile and hugged him through the back of the chair.

"These things have been verified by history. I just thought that I could write a little bit. If I can use it in the future, it can be regarded as stepping on the shoulders of giants. It will be better for the future development of the country."

He wrote a lot of things, some of which are still regular, and more of them are just some irregular formulas.

Whether it is useful or not, write it down first. If it develops well in the future, it will be of great benefit to the country.

But Murong Qi just pressed his shoulder: "I don't know how long Rong Guo can develop, maybe the next emperor will perish, so what does it have to do with you and me?"

Si Jin raised her head from his arms, and her gaze fell on his eyes: "That's different, no matter whether the country is subjugated or not, once knowledge is popularized, it can take root in everyone's heart. It is not used now, but it may be used in the future. Dozens Years, hundreds of years are fine, as long as they can be used one day, they are useful knowledge, don’t you think, Your Majesty?”

Murong Qi couldn't bear Si Jin calling him "Your Majesty" the most. Hearing him say that, his heart softened. He leaned over and kissed him delicately on the lips.

After a long time, both of them blushed and parted.

"I will die on your body one day." Murong Qi said in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

While speaking, he grabbed Si Jin's hand and pressed it lightly.

Si Jin coughed twice, and quickly brushed her fingertips, using force like a prank.

Murong Qi lightly "hissed" and leaned over to bite Si Jin's lips: "If Ai Qing is so unscrupulous, don't blame me for being rude."

Si Jin's lower lip was bitten by Murong Qi, and when he heard his words, he immediately opened his eyes to look at him, and said vaguely: "It seems to be very polite now."

Murong Qi hummed: "Isn't it?"

Si Jin stopped talking immediately, he knew very well that compared to Murong Qi 12 years ago, he is indeed much gentler now that he is mature, and all such changes have fallen on him.

For Murong Qi, 12 years is 12 years, but to him, 12 years are but fleeting.

Murong Qi in the past seems to be just yesterday.

Just overnight, the slightly immature boy turned into a 30-year-old mature man.

In ancient times, 30 years old was a bit old. At this time, many men had children in their teens at the age of 30.

But in Si Jin's eyes, 30 years old is just right.

The only downside, perhaps, is that this 30-year-old man is too sticky.

Especially since he moved to Weiyang Palace, as long as the two are in one place, they are always stuck together.

Si Jin was concerned about the other party's injuries, so she asked the eunuch for two quilts so as not to bump into Murong Qi's wound due to her sleeping position. As a result, when she woke up every morning, she was always covered by Murong Qi's quilts. in my arms.

The euphemistic name is "I can't sleep without holding something."

Let's say now...

After Si Jin managed to comfort Murong Qi, he put his arms around his neck and lowered his voice to discuss the conditions: "Your Majesty, it's almost time. Your Majesty will deal with political affairs first, and I will continue to write manuscripts, okay?"

Murong Qi's face was serious: "There are no political affairs, those memorials are all handed over to Prime Minister Zhang."

Si Jin was helpless, it's not that he didn't know about this, it was because he knew that he was even more helpless.

In the past few days, Prime Minister Zhang came to him almost every day to complain, saying that Murong Qi had sent someone to send all the memorials to the prime minister's mansion. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, and hoped that Si Jin could do him a favor and persuade Murong Qi not to do it again. Send the memorial to the prime minister's mansion.

Prime Minister Zhang is also a studious person, he has to learn what others have learned, and he has to learn what others cannot learn.

The crazy study mode of the Imperial Academy these days was driven by Prime Minister Zhang.

In normal times, Prime Minister Zhang was really willing to share the burden for Murong Qi, but at this juncture, Murong Qi also gave him all the memorials.

"Your Majesty, I think it's time for the Emperor to deal with the memorial." Si Jin said seriously, hoping to persuade Murong Qi.

Who would have thought that Murong Qi's expression would be more righteous: "My back is injured, and I won't even be able to go to the court, so what memorials do I have to review?"

Si Jin: ... speechless.

The reason why Zhang Cheng and other ministers were unwilling to go to court before was because of Murong Qi's injury and physical inconvenience. Now Murong Qi also used physical reasons to avoid reviewing the memorial, which is not unreasonable.

Si Jin sighed, thinking that not long ago, Murong Qi allocated 2 taels of silver to Prime Minister Zhang just because of a moment of pleasure.

Looking at it now, isn't it a typical case of accompanying a king like a tiger?

"That's right, it's nothing serious now anyway." Si Jin said.

He had seen Murong Qi's memorials before, and apart from some content written in some memorials, there were also some customary greetings. If there were really important events, the officials would also have a special channel to hand them over to Murong Qi, so as not to delay the event. .

Murong Qi nodded, seemed a little happy: "Yes."

As soon as the words finished, he hugged Si Jin and sat on the chair with a serious expression: "I know that Aiqing doesn't want to delay the matter, it's okay, I will accompany Aiqing."

The two had just experienced a lingering kiss before, and the state of their bodies had not disappeared, and they were in this posture again.

The senses are exceptionally clear.

Si Jin raised her hand and patted the arm that fell on her waist, and said angrily: "Your Majesty said before that he was injured and didn't want to review the memorial. Now, wouldn't it be easier for the injury to worsen?"

He knew that the wound on Murong Qi's back was almost healed these days, and many scabs were gradually falling off, revealing the tender new skin inside, so the wound would not open with a little force.

Only then did he sit on Murong Qi's body with peace of mind, and there was no other movement except for a light pat.

Murong Qi also laughed, still wrapping his arms around Si Jin's waist, leaned close to his ear and bit him lightly, then said in a low voice: "No matter how serious the injury is with a beauty in my arms, what's the problem?"

Si Jin's earlobes were gradually stained red, as if congealed with blood, and she was about to drip.